March 24, 2010

Hark the Voice of Jesus Crying

HARK, the voice of Jesus crying-,"Who will go and work today?Fields are white and harvest waiting;Who will bear the sheaves away?"Loud and strong the Master calleth,Rich reward He offers thee;Who will answer, gladly saying,"Here am I: send me, send me!"

If you cannot cross the ocean,And the heathen lands explore,You can find the heathen nearer,You can help them at your door.If you cannot give your thousands,You can give the widow's mite;And the least you do for JesusWill be precious in His sight.

If you cannot speak like angels,If you cannot preach like Paul,You can tell the love of Jesus,You can say, "He died for all."If you cannot rouse the wickedWith the judgment's dread alarms,You can lead the little childrenTo the Saviour's waiting arms.

If you cannot be the watchmanStanding high on Zion's wall,Pointing out the path to heaven,Offering life and peace to all,With your prayers and with your bountiesYou can do what heaven demands;-You can be like faithful Aaron

Holding up the prophet's hands.

Let none hear you idly saying"There is nothing I can do,"While the souls of men are dying,And the Master calls for you.Take the task He gives you, gladly,Let His work your pleasure be;Answer quickly when He calleth,"Here am I: send me, send me!"